Between Buda and Pest

The Danube flaunts its elegant skirts,
between its fringed bridges,
filled with young laughter, like embroidered dots,
savoring the sights
that its girders offer-

They see before them an unending stroll,
curved streets like womens' hips, and infinite steps above cobble stones;
A city with the spirit of a great town,
with its regal facades and sudden trams;
turquoise your slight surge,
it welcomes each boat, continuing the path,
with its languid legs and its lengthy arms,
guide and interpreter of our ancient continent.


It salutes marine and pervasive,
like the penultimate color of the rainbow in this united population,
it changes its attire to flaunt a gown each night,
for every tourist and citizen to see, between the good humor of its walks,
the untouchable elegance
of its most precious dress.